Ace of Spies * Twenty-six, Specializing in Beautiful Women's Business

  I heard something happened to Sun Liang.

  He was beaten by someone.

  Fang Jixin knew that he would get into trouble sooner or later. He lacked foresight, was short-sighted, and only cared about immediate gains without considering the consequences, which was inevitable.

  Sun Liang's business was booming at first, but after a week, it cooled down a lot, and later on, there were hardly any customers. That day, a customer finally came to have his portrait painted. After some haggling, they agreed on 20 dollars. When the painting was finished, the customer said that Sun Liang had not drawn him well, making himself look ugly, and demanded compensation.

  Sun Liang refused, saying his painting skills were not a problem.

  Is there something wrong with my face?

  The guest easily had such an association and rewarded Sun Liang with a series of old punches. If someone hadn't called the police, it's unknown whether his head would have become a pig's head.

  Sun Liang never mentioned the painting stall again.

  Fang Ji Xin realized that an opportunity had arisen.

  The next afternoon, Fang Jixin shouldered his easel again and headed towards the city center square.

  He didn't rush to lay out his painting tools, but instead hung up a banner: Specializing in painting beauties!

  The eye-catching font attracted people's attention. Some female tourists and citizens lingered in front of his painting stall for a long time, but no one had the courage to sit down. Although Americans are usually very confident, they also have self-knowledge. Fang Jixin was not in a hurry. He put out a painting of Jiang Taigong fishing, with an attitude of waiting for willing participants, while reading a book and waiting for fish to take the bait.

  Finally, a girl couldn't help but sit down in front of his painting stall.

  Fang Jixin raised an eyebrow, but didn't move. The girl looked okay, but was still a distance away from being considered beautiful. Fang Jixin waved his hand, indicating that he wouldn't draw her.

  "How dare you!" His arrogant attitude infuriated the other person and severely hurt their self-esteem. The girl was so angry that she cursed him and left in a hurry.

  The people around were in an uproar, with some accusing and others cheering, and someone even threatened to call the police. The scene was chaotic, but no one dared to sit across from him.

  On the first day, Fang Jixin returned empty-handed, but he didn't mind. This was exactly what he wanted.

  After returning home, a phone recording revealed Carrie's roar, questioning Fang Jixin why he didn't attend the training.

  Fang Jixin didn't return the call.

  He didn't give himself a mobile phone; he didn't want to be disturbed by this ubiquitous communication device and disrupt his life.

  The next day, Fang Jixin went to the city center square again. There were more people on the square, especially women, than usual. After waiting for an afternoon, he finally waited for a beautiful woman who was willing to let Fang Jixin draw her.

  The other party is a model, with good looks, figure and temperament. After whispering to the other party for a while and getting their consent, Fang Jixin began to draw.

  It took Fang Ji Xin more than two hours to complete the meticulous painting of a beauty. The traditional Chinese costume was paired with the beautiful face of a Western woman, giving it a unique charm. When the beauty saw it, she burst out laughing and couldn't stop praising it.

  Feeling comfortable, he generously handed over $150, without batting an eye, in front of Fang Jixin...

  There were several women who wanted to try, but Fang Jixin put away his brush and said sorry, come back tomorrow. He turned around and left.

  He had $150 in his pocket. With a backpack on his back, he had just walked down the steps of the square when a sedan screeched to a halt in front of him.

  Fang Ji Xin saw a face, an angry face.

  Kai Rui glared at him furiously.

  He bowed his head and thought of leaving.

  Why can't he just leave me alone, he thought.

  Want to run away? No way! Kai Rui got out of the car and grabbed Fang Jixin.

  This woman still has some strength. Also, after all, the opponent is the second place in the heptathlon of the National Games, if not for the injury that missed the Olympic trials, she would have already won gold and silver on the Olympic field.

  "Why didn't you attend training?" Kerry questioned.

  I don't like playing basketball. Fang Jixin speaks the truth.

  One sentence shut Kerry up. Yes, there's no more convincing reason than this. Refusing to be controlled and managed. It seems that pressure needs to be applied to him, otherwise, how can one's own plan be implemented if one can't even control oneself?

  Don't you want a scholarship anymore?

  Whatever.

  It seems there's no other way, I think I should suggest that the school reconsider your physical education credits. Given your cheating behavior during the exam, I hope you can retake it, and retake it under my supervision.

  Kaiyue brought out his final move.

  Extortion, typical American-style extortion.

  Fang Jixin was worried. Retaking the exam wasn't a problem for Fang Jixin, but if he was asked to retake it due to cheating, his moral character would be suspected by the school and recorded, having a huge negative impact on his future development.

  Fang Jixin seems to have no choice but to compromise.

  In an empty lot in a downtown park, Kari stopped the car, took out two basketballs, threw one to Fang Jixin and kept one for himself.

  She let Fang Jixin follow her to do it.

  In the last training, Fang Jixin has grasped the pressure and weight of basketball, how much force he needs to exert to bounce the ball high. He has even mastered the precise control of various angles, forces, and spin.

  He lacks only ball-handling skills and experience on the basketball court.

  Kerry is teaching him how to dribble and avoid steals today. In fact, her movements are not standard either. But she's more confident than Fang Jixin, however, after a while, she finds herself a bit out of her depth. The two DVDs Kerry gave, Fang Jixin watched and thought they were nothing special, not difficult at all. Isn't it just shaking off people with left and right fakes? His training in the army was much harder than this, that's dodging bullets, playing with his life.

  Fang Jixin's dribbling was fancy, smooth and coherent, dazzling Kerry. Especially when he was running, his right hand turned, the basketball stuck to his right arm, passed over his shoulder, and transferred to his left hand, a move she had only seen in street ball. In a regular training session, it was really rare!

  Cary was overjoyed, silently thanking God, it seemed she had made a good bet.

  Training ended, Fang Jixin didn't go home, she was taken directly to her home by Kairui. He wasn't aware that a trap was waiting for him.

  The dwelling of an unmarried woman is no different from the room of an unmarried man.

  The same clothes scattered around, with the same kind of weird smell.

  Underwear, bras, on the bed, on the sofa, everywhere. Fang Jixin didn't know where to look or where to put his feet.

  Kai Rui didn't mean to take it easy. She casually pushed Fang Jixin into the house and asked him to take off his clothes.

  Fang Jixin thought he had misheard.

  You should go wash up. The words behind him let out a sigh. Goodness gracious, it's really scary!

  Fang Ji Xin said it's not necessary.

  Kai Rui didn't say a word and directly took action to help Fang Jixin.

  Fang Jixin had no choice but to come himself.

  In the bathroom, there were women's things scattered around. For the first time, he had such a close and direct view of women's toiletries, which was very stimulating, and Fang Jixin felt his body swelling up. He closed his eyes, trying not to look, while rinsing off the sweat on his body with cold water, which made him feel slightly better.

  Just as I was about to exit the bathroom door, it was opened from the outside. Kerry came in wrapped in a bath towel.

  Fang Jixin was startled and instinctively put his hands between his legs.

  Kai Rui glanced at his lower body and pretended he hadn't seen it.

  Cary doesn't like oriental people, especially oriental men. They don't have the physical capital that she likes.

  It's come to this, and you're still making such childish moves. How unromantic! If it were any other Western white man, they would have kissed every inch of my body by now. If I didn't want to control him, there would be no need to seduce a man like that with sex appeal.

  Single women have this kind of desire, but there's no need to use earthworms to fill the hole and block it.

  African men are like elephants, European and American men are like pythons, Asian men are like earthworms. Very vivid and apt.

  Give me a back massage, will you?

  Kerry continued to tease him. She deliberately or unintentionally bumped her buttocks against Fang Jixin's lower body.

  Damn it, how is she in a vacuum state under her bath towel. Fang Jixin's blood rushed to his forehead in waves.

  Turn on the shower head, water gushing down on the body, and even more so in Fang Jixin's heart, each beat like a drumbeat. The bubble cloth was stuffed into his hand, and no matter how hard Fang Jixin tried, he couldn't lift it up, heavier than Mount Tai.

  If you don't help me wipe it, then I'll help you wipe it instead.

  Without asking Fang Jixin's consent, Kairui snatched the bubble bath from him, dripped a few drops of bath liquid on his body and slid it all over...

  A single woman is a hungry tiger, and today I have fallen into its mouth...

  The next day, Fang Jixin broke his usual routine and didn't go to school for the first time...

  Mr. Ke Lei also asked for leave from school due to physical reasons...

  Fang Jixin felt an indescribable fatigue, but he persisted.

  He took this as the second battlefield of his life. He could only die in battle on the charging road, and couldn't fall down after turning around to enjoy it. He was still "fighting with a bayonet", stabbing the other side again and again...

  The opponent has already fallen, but can't relax, can't give the opponent a chance to catch their breath, must do it best, thoroughly destroy the opponent's will to fight.

  Kerry was suffering in agony. Every move she made felt like a sharp stabbing pain.

  She had wanted him to change places, even if it meant using her own back. But the other party disagreed. He insisted on a fixed-point attack. She has already been rushed down.

  The word "barbarian" is the best interpretation of the other side's new behavior.

  Was it his own mockery that enraged him? La Fangji Xin getting into bed was just a means for her, a dispensable pastime. If she were seeking pleasure, she wouldn't have looked at him twice. When he first entered her body, she hadn't even moved yet and he had already exploded. Her disappointment was beyond words.

  She spoke a few words of her true feelings, physical needs and feelings after ML with various characters. She expressed her disappointment with oriental men, including Chinese men like Fang Jixin.

  Fang Jixin's face changed at that time. She saw it, but didn't mind at the time. Some things don't need to be hidden, and what can't be done is just not possible, without any pretence.

  When Fang Ji Xin re-entered, he insisted on changing positions. He flipped Kerry over who was riding him and pressed down on her. He launched attack after attack, falling back time and again in the midst of charging forward. Until he conquered Kerry's stronghold, planting his flag at her highest peak, he still showed no signs of stopping.

  He seemed as if he was trying to prove something, yet also venting a kind of sorrow.

  Fang Jixin indeed felt a strong sense of sadness. The humiliation of being raped left him unable to lift his head, despite the fact that he had involuntarily experienced pleasure during the rape. Physiological pleasure, but this pleasure was far weaker than the psychological loss.

  In the mid-1990s, Fang Gejin read a bestseller "China Can Say No" and often thought: when facing rape, can Chinese people only say no? Treating endurance as enjoyment is the most self-deceptive statement of those who have been raped.

  A Chinese man was QB'd by an American woman (and it was even his first time), and after they were done, she criticized him saying he wasn't good, and that she regretted doing it with him. How sad, the sadness of being humiliated!

  Saying 'no' is not enough! The best way is to let the abuser taste it too, from enjoying to enduring and then to suffering.

  Two consecutive days and nights of entanglement, after more than a dozen near-deaths and rebirths, Kair finally begged to use other methods to satisfy him. Either the front or the back would do, just as long as they didn't use that position again. Fang Jixin smiled, then closed his eyes, it was unclear whether he had fallen asleep or fainted.

  Sometimes you can't just say "no".